Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 48: Closed

How to say, Constantine is now a freelancer for himself, so Kewen did not let the other party continue to be injured and weakened.

So he pointed at the wound on the opponent's arm with his finger, and the incision several centimeters long healed quickly.

Constantine was surprised.

After looking at the wound, he couldn't help raising his head and asked, "Which line of magic do you belong to?"

Kewen glanced at Constantine, and then replied: "Magic is meant to perform miracles, why should it belong to any branch?"

Constantine was speechless, finally shaking his head to change the subject.

He sighed tiredly, and then said: "I have already investigated some results this time, and that record is mixed with the voice of 'First Fallen', which will make people addicted and will It makes people want to play it publicly."

"Soul?" Cowan asked.

"That's right!" Constantine nodded: "All those who die from the sound of the record, their souls will fall directly into the hands of the 'first fallers' in hell! She is taking revenge on God! God loves souls more and more , the more the first fallen will **** their souls from God!"

Kewen felt unsurprising, and he continued to ask: "Then who wants to make trouble with that record this time? To please the 'First Fall'?"

"A pair of poor people." Constantine sighed slightly: "Yon Fehr, a heavy metal singer who was excavated by Bernie."

"Listen to me."

Constantine stopped Cowen from interjecting, he continued: "Fell had cancer a few years ago, and his wife Jasmine made a deal with the devil without telling everyone, and exchanged her soul for Fair's soul. healthy.”

"Of course, Jasmine is just an ordinary person. He was actively found by a soul broker in the hospital."

"The intermediary helped her to conclude a contract with the devil, but recently, the intermediary named Anton is convincing Jasmine that she can exchange her soul for her, and the price is the record!"

Hearing this, Kewen couldn't help but said absurdly and disdainfully: "That intermediary has such great ability? He can get the soul back from the 'first fallen'?"

"Do you think it's possible?"

Constantin said contemptuously: "It's obviously a hoax!"

Gritting his teeth and resentment, Constantine said in a deep voice: "That intermediary is just the subordinate of that guy 'Midnight Daddy'! Behind all this! It's just the conspiracy of that **** Minai!"

"Before including!"

Constantine looked at the copper mesh bed: "That guy Mina knocked me out! Tie me to this bed that interfered with my spellcasting! Give me blood anticoagulant! Cut the wound!" /

The resentment of being betrayed is unbearable.

Constantine took a deep breath and managed to suppress his anger a little.

He tried to keep his tone calm, and continued: "He no longer hides his cowardice, he is afraid of going to **** after death, so he wants to use that record to make a deal with 'First Fall' , get him out of hell!"

Kewen nodded: "So, I'm just going to kill that **** now, and it's all over, right?"

Constantine froze for a moment, then frowned. …

Thinking for a moment, he shook his head reluctantly: "This can't be done! Once Minai and Midnight Bar are lost, the entire Transcendent World will probably be in complete chaos! Although that **** really deserves to die! But no matter what, he also It can be regarded as maintaining the fragile balance of the transcendent world!"

“It’s the same with changing people.”

Kewen's tone was very indifferent: "Kill that nigger, and you can support another person to keep the peace."

Constantine shook his head: "It's not that easy."

He sighed and said: "It took him decades to do all this, and it took him a long time to gain the initial trust of all the forces."

"So no."

Shaking his head again, Konstantin said weakly: "Kewen, let's get rid of that kind of thinking, the supernatural world can't be chaotic."

"The world is already very difficult. Even under the current balance, there are still so many conspiracies and dangers. Once the balance is broken...I can't imagine what the world will look like!"

Korwen wanted to say that was none of my business.

But he looked at Constantine and thought again that the **** wasn't directly offending him this time.

So, Cowan simply dismissed the idea of ​​pinching the **** to death.

Nodding his head, he agreed to Constantine, and then Kewen continued: "So, can you handle this incident well?"

Constantine was silent for a while, then nodded vigorously: "I will!"

"Then I will continue to wait for your good news."

Kewen patted Constantine on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Isn't the ebony and white ivory still with you? There is danger, shoot directly."

Constantine is embarrassed.

Because of his distrust of Cowen and his feeling that the power of the two guns is too dangerous, he has already found a place to seal the two guns.

These certainly cannot be said to Cowen.

So Konstantin can only barely smile and nod his head: "Don't worry, I will end this as soon as possible!"

That's what he said, but he was thinking of ending this eucalyptus early, and then immediately hid away from Kewen.

He really didn't want to meet Kewen, who he thought was too mysterious and dangerous.

Look at what happened to his two contacts with Kewen. The last time was Mammon's arrival, which led to Gabriel and the First Fallen.

What about this time? The record is once again involved in the "First Fall".

Therefore, after contacting Kewen, there is always no good thing, and all involved are some **oss-level characters.

This has made Konstantin shy away from Kewen.

……

There is a faint sound of sudden braking.

Cowen glanced outside the warehouse, then said to Constantine: "Your little psychic partner is here, and I'm leaving."

"Okay..."

Constantine stood up a little weakly, and after thinking for a while, he still thanked Kewen: "Thank you Kewen, thank you for coming."

Kewen waved his hand indifferently, and disappeared into thin air before turning around.

The sound of rapid footsteps came, and the psychic named Zed quickly rushed into the warehouse and called out worriedly.

On the other side, Kewen returned to the bedroom on the third floor of the office. …

Looking at the two stars who were asleep on the bed, he smiled and waved, and sprinkled a little holy light down.

He helped the two bedmates recover their physical strength and energy, and Kewen fell into bed in a good mood, which soon led to a continuous and euphemistic song.

The next morning.

Kewen sent off the two radiant female stars and immediately called the client.

In less than fifteen minutes, a bulletproof commercial vehicle was parked outside the office.

A record company owner named Connie rushes into the office.

"God!"

Suppressing anxiety, Connie and Kewen shook hands and hurriedly said, "Please tell me some good news!"

"Sit first."

Kewen led the other party to a seat, then smiled and said, "I don't know if this news is good or bad for you."

"Please tell me directly!" Connie demanded impatiently.

Kewen nodded: "Bernie's death was not a murder against your company, but an accident of a related extraordinary event."

"Accidental?" Connie was taken aback.

"Yes, that's what I found out."

Kewen no longer sold off, and directly repeated the findings of Constantine's investigation.

After hearing this, Connie's face was beyond words.

After holding back for a long time, he finally asked absurdly: "So, this time is my bad luck? I was unlucky to encounter such a bad thing?"

Kewen shrugged his shoulders: "There is good news, isn't it? Connie, this means that no competitor is deliberately harming you, so your company is still saved."

Connie appears to be reminded.

He froze for a moment and immediately began to frown in thought.

Kewen did not interrupt.

For nearly five minutes, Connie suddenly raised his eyes.

He stared at Kewen with anticipation in his eyes, and after his words, he asked tentatively, "Man! Apart from the commission from the transcendent world, do you accept other commissions?"

Kewen looked at Connie, who pretended to be close, and then smiled: "Tell me?"

"Yes!"

Connie rubbed his hands excitedly, and he planned, "Good friend! You are famous in the circle! So you see, can I borrow your reputation to steer this matter in my favor? Come up?"

"What are you going to do?" Cowan asked.

"I'll blow the wind!" Connie said expectantly. "I'll let those in the circle know your definition of this incident! And let them know that you've solved the problem for me!"

Kewen was taken aback.

He chuckled and said, "Then you say something about having a good relationship with me or something like that to make your competitors tame?"

"That's it!" Connie clapped his chin: "Good friend! I'll pay enough commission! You don't have to do anything, just lend me your reputation and run it."

Kewen stared at each other for a moment.

Then he nodded slightly: "Yes, yes, but there must be several conditions."

"Just say it!" Connie responded quickly.

"The price to pay, I don't think you'll let me down."

Ke Wendan said with a smile: "It's okay to operate my reputation, but I can't cross the line. It's limited to saving your company, and I can't use my reputation to suppress any of your opponents."

Connie was slightly stunned by these words~IndoMTL.com~ He couldn't help but say eagerly: "Why? Wouldn't it be better for us to join forces? We can make the company bigger! Even bigger in the music industry. Form a monopoly! That will bring us countless benefits!"

Kewen shook his head and re-emphasized: "Only save your company until your competitors stop."

"Section..."

Kewen raised his hand to stop him, he put away his smile, and shook his head flatly: "Don't say it anymore, I don't have any idea of ​​stepping into your circle, I just need to maintain my current life."

Connie didn't dare to persuade him any more. After all, Kewen was an extraordinary person, and he was afraid of making Kewen annoyed.

In desperation, Connie agreed with a disappointed expression.

A few more details were discussed, and Coney left with a check and left.

Kewen stood in the hall and watched all the way, sensing the kind of resentment on the other side, he shook his head slightly disdainfully...